OK. So, I get it. Trusting God doesn't mean trusting that He'll do what I ask Him to do. It's not believing that He'll give me what I want or orchestrate events the way I have in mind. That's kind of stupid and childish. Who, really, wants a God like that, bound to our every whim and desire?
Trusting Him means knowing without question that He's in total control, and believing that every event that comes into my life is perfectly, totally good and right, and if I knew all the angles, I wouldn't want to change a thing.
I get it. Not particularly easy, but I get it.
In case you're wondering, the title of my post is the kind of massage I had today. Yesterday was an Aromatic Oil Massage. I have decided that, since they have 7 massages on their list, and I am here 7 days, and the massages are 50% off, I am going to try every one. Luxurious, yes, but not as much as you think, since massages here typically run significantly cheaper than they do in the States.
And I'm going to write about one funny, random thing a day. These are stories that, when they happened, I thought, "That would be good on the blog," but they never made it. So, since my days this week will mainly consist of massages, exercise, eating, and making & writing Christmas cards, I will share one funny story every day.
In the open-air market where I shop, they post guards at every entrance with AK47s. Silly, really, because there isn't that much to steal. Overkill, in a potentially literal sense. So, a week or so ago I saw two guards walking through the market, one with an AK slung over his shoulder, the other with really long tongs, picking up trash. What happened? Did he lose the coin toss or something? (Actually they play a version of "rock, paper, scissors" since their currency doesn't have coins.) Was it like, "OK. Today I'll take the tongs, but tomorrow I get the AK47 and YOU pick up trash!" HA!
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